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Tuesday, January 31, 2012

I write stuff on it.
Some people don't have that luxury.
It's amazing, all the wonderful privileges and opportunities I've been given. I never even cared to notice before.
Some people don't have paper. From the day I was born, that's something I have been taking for granted.
Wow.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

I am grateful for this one pretty much every day of my life. Grateful that the music I listen to actually has meaning behind it aside from getting drunk and/or high. I love music, but there is a special place in the Underworld for music with no meaning other than a want for popularity.

Monday, January 23, 2012

When you're walking through a hallway and get assailed by over 30 people you haven't seen in years.It's a good feeling.
I'm grateful for it, as well as the opportunities that are given to me through which I meet so many wonderful people.

Friday, January 20, 2012

There are different kinds of friends one may have during the course of a lifetime. There are good friends, best friends, friends with which one does stupid things, friends that are actually archenemies, and many, many more.
But this post is about a particularly special kind of friend.

Lifelong friends.
From what I can tell, one doesn't get too many of these during their existence. But the few that are there are more than worth it. These are the kinds of friends who you can go without seeing for years, see again, and talk to like it's been a day. The friends that will always be your friends, no matter what happens.
I sent today with two close friends of mine who I believe are lifelong friends. We haven't had a lifetime to know for certain, but we've certainly known each other for quite some time and continue to talk about anything and everything. I may dedicate specific posts to them later, so I won't describe them here. I will merely say that lifelong friends are a rare and wonderful thing to come by.
I'm grateful for them.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

I love water.
It makes me feel so wonderful. It keeps me nice and refreshed, it's necessary for my survival, and I can get it as much as I want at the push of a lever. It's not fair. There are so many others in the world who have to work ridiculously to obtain drinkable water, but I get it just like that.
And I often don't appreciate it. But now I do. Or at least... I'm trying to.I'm grateful for water, what it does for me, and how easily I can obtain it.

Monday, January 16, 2012

A simple chord progression, but one that will forever and always be ingrained into head from this day on.
This chord progression stole away roughly ten minutes of my life today as I played around on a piano while some friends of mine played other instruments and we head bobbed our way through an awesome impromptu song. Only one of us there was truly an experienced musician, but we all loved it anyway.
This chord progression made me smile and laugh and gave me wonderful memories.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

A Rubik's cube is a very interesting thing. Six sides, each side with nine squares and its own color. Mix it up as much as you want, then solve it. For some it takes days, some months, some years, and others half a minute or so.
I'm the kind of person who picks up a Rubik's cube, messes it up for twenty minutes, and then gives up on solving it after an hour or two.
Sad, I know.BUT
That doesn't mean I can't love them, the time I get to spend working on them, and the insights they offer into life.

I'm grateful for the cubes that belong to Rubik. They inspire me, in a way.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

I have two mechanical pencils, and I love them very much. One is green, and the other is black. They both have a button that you push on the side to release more lead and they both have a twist-to-make-it-taller eraser on top.
I've had them for two years. There were originally eight of them, I believe. Four black, two blue, one green, and one pink. Since I got them, they've all been broken, borrowed, or lost. All but these two. I've held on to these two with every ounce of my being. I love them. They are reliable. They use 0.7mm mechanical pencil lead, and they make my handwriting look somewhat acceptable.
But this post isn't about the two pencils. This post is about the lead in those two pencils.

0.7mm pencil lead is fun. It doesn't break, but it isn't stubby and funny, either. It allows me to write narrowly, but still manage to look good. It also is very fun to use for doodling.I'm grateful for 0.7mm mechanical pencil lead in my life.
Just another thing that I usually overlook.

I'm writing this post a day late, and I apologize for that. I wasn't home yesterday long enough to write a post. So today you get TWO posts! Post 14 will be forthcoming.

Now. Geeky card games. Pokemon, Magic: The Gathering, Yu-Gi-Oh!, and all of the other ones we pretend we don't like anymore. Because even though we say they're dumb, they're fun! There's such a great feeling that comes when you completely obliterate your opponent's defenses and get to watch them flail around like fish out the water before they die.
Or at least, so I've been told. I haven't won a game of cards in months. It's hard to remember what victory feels like.
But that doesn't mean I can't be grateful for the wonderful opportunities I get in life to geek-out and spend a few hours talking about converted mana costs, +1/+1 counters, activated abilities, and other things that don't make any sense to the uninitiated.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Keep one warm.
Keep one REALLY warm.
Keep two warm.
Keep three warm.
Keep four warm.
Keep five (rather squishededly) warm.
Cover up hand-holding for non-relationship-y people who for some reason decide to hold hands.
Make one never want to stand up, ever again.
Become capes.
Catch falling things.
Become child burritos.
Become impenetrable forts.
Disguise superheros as people wearing blanket capes.

Needless to say, I'm grateful for blankets in my life.
Thanks, blankets.
I love you.
So much.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

For being something so strange, my diabolo has been (arguably) one of my better friends. His name is Fritz. He is 5 inches wide, bright orange, and can't speak English. He can however, be thrown around and tossed up and bounced around without caring.

Fritz has given me something to do to relieve stress, as well as something to do to show off to pretty girls.
It's pretty unusual to find something that makes you feel good AND impresses ladies like he does.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

The English alphabet is an amazing thing.Because of it, you're reading this post right now. Because of it, I'm writing this post right now. Because of it, boys and girls can text each other flirty, grammatically incorrect sentences. Because of it, I can write nonsensical poetry during school.
I love the alphabet. I taught myself to read with some help from my sister at age 3. Reading and writing have always been something I love, and I wouldn't be able to do either of those if the wonderful twenty-six letters that range from A-Z hadn't been there to help me out.
Thanks, the Alphabet. You rock.

Friday, January 6, 2012

Moab, Utah is full of beauty.But what really sold it for me was that today I realized that the rocks down there are complementary to the sky. Blue and orange.I wish I had been smart enough to take a camera, so's I could show off the stuff I did. Sadly, however, I didn't, so I can't.But that doesn't stop the fact that I just got home from a wonderful trip, in which I did quite a lot and saw many, many beautiful sights.I'm grateful for the beauty of the planet I live on, and that so much of said beauty is in one general area called Moab.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Today, I am thankful for chicken stuffed burritos.
I'm on a school trip in Moab, Utah right now, and I just had a delicious dinner I won't forget in the next three days. An absolutely delicious burrito.
It's the little things like this that I always forget to be grateful for, you know? I'm always thankful for the obvious things, but I take so much for granted. Things like dinner.
I am grateful for the food I get to eat every day, and tonight, that especially means burritos.

Monday, January 2, 2012

Cass is one of the few people I've trusted since being introduced. I still haven't known her for a terribly long time, but it feels like I've known her for a long, long time. There are many reasons I'm thankful for having her in my life, and the following is a small list composed of items taken off of a much, much larger mental list:

Cass doesn't expect me to be perfect.

She laughs when things are funny, and generally doesn't laugh when things aren't funny.

She gives good hugs.

She's mature about things that most teenagers aren't.

She's always good for conversation.

She's just a great friend.

Thanks, Cass. You are a wonderful person.
I appreciate you in my life.

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Now that we've got that out of the way, allow me to ramble for a moment.

When I look at my bucket list, I see a list of dreams. A list of things that will one day happen in my life, if I have any say in the matter. My bucket list is my list of priorities. It includes many things I consider of great importance, like having a family. It also includes more superfluous things, like learning to play the banjo.

Reading someone else's bucket list is a special thing for me. It allows me to get a glimpse into their brain, and see what they consider great and beautiful.

I am grateful for bucket lists and the insights they offer into my life.